LORD MHORAM'S VICTORY
Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2018 11:49 pm
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An original work by me, formally A_Gunslinger
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Very nice, captures the chaos of his confrontation with Satansfist.Gemini_Comics wrote:https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.pinter ... 536855716/
An original work by me, formally A_Gunslinger
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Moments before his lips stretched into an extreme and perilous grin, I guess. HehHe was alone against them.
He retreated to the center of the hollow, hunted swiftly around the rim for some gap or weakness in the surrounding horde. He found none. And though he sent his perceptions ranging as far as he could through the air, he discovered no sign of the Warward; if the warriors were still alive, still fighting, they were blocked from his senses by the solid force of the trap.
As he grasped the utterness of his plight, he turned inward, retreated into himself as if he were fleeing. There he looked the end of all his hopes and all his Landservice in the face, and found that its scarred, terrible visage no longer appalled him. He was a fighter, a man born to fight for the Land. As long as something for which he could fight remained, he was impervious to terror. And something did remain; while he lived, at least one flame of love for the Land still burned. He could fight for that.
His crooked lips stretched into an extreme and perilous grin; hot, serene triumph shone in his eyes. "Come, then!" he shouted. "If your master is too much a coward to risk himself against me, then come for me yourselves! I do not wish to harm you, but if you dare me, I will give you death!"